Darkness surrounded the Light with fingers long and slender
It encroached Heavy.  and black,
like mascara running, wet from the rain.
Cold rain, water stinging the visage
once warm and cheerful,
though now bitten and chilled,  Life drained.

Breathing became harder as the Lungs filled with darkness
Soaked by broken Fantasies.  and thoughts,
the mind transformed, a prison of words.
Sharp words, letters cutting the soul
bound chained and caged,
tormented by beliefs and emotions, Life drained.

The sinner-saint, weighed down, collapsed on filthy streets
and left an imprint which withers as time passes.